Like the title says, I’m now going to blaspheme, and it may well put you off visiting this site forever. Imagine I were elected Pope and I stepped onto the balcony in front of the masses and said ‘God sucks; worship joosters‘*. That’s pretty much what I’m about to do in the world of my generation. But it has to be said.
I stopped watching Indiana Jones earlier this evening.
There. I confessed. Don’t get me wrong. I love the Indiana Jones movies. I think they’re absolutely wonderful. But I have now, perhaps, seen them enough for the moment. I was enjoying Temple of Doom, but when I paused to grab a drink I never got round to hitting the play button again. It just never happened. I knew exactly what was coming up in every scene and how things would resolve. It was great fun, but just didn’t grab me. I’m so ashamed.
I can’t find it now, but I definitely remember a quote from Steven Spielberg in which he says that he thinks Indiana Jones should always be watched with a group of people. That could well be true, actually. Sharing the excitement would be cool. We’ll have to try it. If you’re still talking to me.
So there you have it. Please forgive me.